"What if I get killed?"
Xiao Gongju is bold and self-willed, and he does not have to be afraid to play around. He said righteously: "I will lose money."
After he finished speaking, he shook off Jiang Jiusheng's hand, raised the stool and smashed it on Jian Chengzong's head. His head exploded in an instant. Jian Chengzong was stunned for ten seconds. He raised his hand and felt blood on his hand, and then he screamed.
Jian Chengzong was also from a wealthy family, so he was furious when he was done by someone before, enduring the pain on his back and head, and yelled hysterically: "Where the hell are you, you son of a bitch, as long as you don't beat me to death today, we will The Jane family will definitely kill you!"
Oh, a threat? Who is not a young master anymore!
Xie Dang threw the chair to the ground, with the ruthlessness of "young and frivolous, you are crazy, I am even more crazy", snorted: "Then I will beat you to death, and it will be over." Then, he raised his foot and hit Jian Chengzong's stomach Kicked up, kicked hard and kicked to death, "Damn, bullying Lao Tzu's closed disciple of Xie's family, pretending that there is no one in Xie's family, right?"
As soon as Xie Dang's foreign concert ended, he flew to China. He came here without changing his clothes. He was still wearing shiny black leather shoes. That foot was really heart-pounding.
Jian Chengzong was kicked so loudly.
The bodyguards of Jian's family were in a hurry. Just as they were about to step forward, Yu Wen charged and snapped his fingers to stop them all. Then he sat on the leather sofa and watched coldly.
Don't look at Xie Dang as a squeamish person, if he plays cruelly, it's to death. He has a bad temper, and no one dares to pull him when he is usually angry, except Jiang Jiusheng.
"Enough." Jiang Jiusheng squeaked.
Xie Dang paused and looked up at her.
Jiang Jiusheng glanced at Jian Chengzong, who was lying on the ground with his stomach in his arms. He had already exhaled more gas and breathed less. Xie Dang had also practiced before, so he probably picked the places that were not fatal but painful.
"If it is broken, I have to clean up the mess." This sentence was said by Yuwen Chongchong.
Xie Dang was not happy, so he swung two more punches before giving up. He moved his wrist, turned his head to look at Jiang Jiusheng, and the light hit him head-on. Only then did he see clearly that Jiang Jiusheng had a wound on his left cheek, leaving a half-finger-long bloodstain, and grabbed him. Jiang Jiusheng's hand: "What happened to the face? Who hit you?"
Xie Dang is a man with a bad temper and wants to be favored by others. He is usually self-willed and unreasonable. Just a little bit, to protect his shortcomings. He doesn't like Jiang Jiusheng because she smokes, drinks, fights and plays guitar, but Jiang Jiusheng is begging his old Xie's family My ancestors can be trained behind closed doors, but can outsiders bully them? Can you fight? He was so angry that he grabbed Jiang Jiusheng and said angrily, "Quickly tell me, which bastard did it!"
Jiang Jiusheng wiped the blood with his fingers indifferently: "It was splashed by glass shards."
Xie Dang hurriedly grabbed her other hand, took out a clean and elegant square scarf from his suit pocket, wiped it for her, and said fiercely: "Don't move, you will ruin your appearance and make you ugly!"
Jiang Jiusheng frowned a little deeper, and his forehead was sweating.
Xie Dang was puzzled, and continued to train: "Are you stupid? What is a woman doing outside, she can't run?" After the training, he took her hand and turned it around twice, and frowned handsomely, "Is there anything wrong?" ? Are there any injuries?"
Master Xie has only one son, Xie Dang, and he lost his mother since he was a child. Of course, Master Xie is used to it, so he has developed such a spoiled temperament, but he is young, just in his early twenties , except for a violin, her social experience is not much, and her nature is simple. Although she always speaks harshly to Jiang Jiusheng, she is a "family member" who has studied music together for several years, and she still favors her in her heart.
Seeing that Jiang Jiusheng didn't speak, Xie Dang grabbed a handful of curly hair: "Why didn't you say anything? Are you okay?"
Jiang Jiusheng bit his lips: "If you don't let go, something will happen."
Xie Dang was stunned for a moment, only to realize that her face was pale and dripping with sweat, he immediately let go, poked her with his fingertips, and lightly poked her arm: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Xie Dang has a pair of very beautiful hands, perhaps because he played the violin since he was a child, his fingers are extremely long and the joints are slender, like a lady of a noble family in ancient times, tender and sharpened, extremely delicate.
Xie Dang loves beauty, especially his hands. He even bought insurance for his hands. The hands of a famous and talented violinist are naturally priceless.
Jiang Jiusheng answered him nonchalantly: "It might be a broken bone."
broken bones...
Is that still the same as a normal person
Xie Dang's face collapsed in an instant, and without saying a word, he turned around and kicked Jian Chengzong.
Now Yuwen Chongfeng didn't stop him anymore, he would rather break it up and clean up the mess, his eyes fell on Jiang Jiusheng, she was stubborn, she wouldn't say a word even when her hands were folded, she was the only one in the Sanda gym who was stubborn, she was usually as stubborn as a bull.
Jian Chengzong was kicked into a pig's head, hugged his face and yelled, "Do you know who I am? If something happens to me, I will never let you go."
This dog's face is pretentious.
Why, when others have no 'power' to fight
Yuwen Chongchong slowly got up from the sofa, walked over leisurely, lowered his head and cast a glance at Jian Chengzong: "Then do you know who I am?"
Jian Chengzong: "..."
Yuwen Chongchong said word by word, unhurriedly: "My grandfather's name is Yuwen Xiaotian."
There is almost no one in Jiangcheng who would not recognize the founding general of the Yuwen family. I heard that the young boss of Tianyu is also surnamed Yuwen. Everyone thinks it is just a coincidence.
"..."
Apart from screaming, Jian Chengzong had nothing but screams left.
Yuwen Chong glanced at Jiang Jiusheng's hand, and said to Xie Dang, "Send her to the hospital if you've had enough beatings, and I'll deal with the monitoring here."
Tianbei First Hospital.
The assistant Xiao Qiao went to return the sponsorship temporarily. The car was driven by Xie Dang. As soon as it stopped at the entrance of the hospital, he rolled up the window: "There are reporters following me."
Mo Bing quickly took out the mask and put it on Jiang Jiusheng, cursing in a low voice: "Liu Xu, you white-eyed wolf!" The hospital is a high-risk area. Once an artist enters the hospital, all kinds of gossip about plastic surgery and miscarriage can be made out of nothing. She looked at Jiang Jiusheng's The left hand is already a little swollen, "What should I do now?"
Xie Dang put into gear, turned his head with a flick of his tail: "Change to another hospital, I'll get rid of them."
"etc."
Xie Dang looked up, and the inside rearview mirror happened to be looking at Jiang Jiusheng's face. Seeing that she was not in a hurry, he made a call.
In the meeting room on the top floor of the hospital, an expert consultation on neuroblastoma was being conducted, initiated by the Department of Neurosurgery, and the participants included chief physicians from various surgical departments in the hospital, professors from outside the hospital, and leading academic experts in the same field.
On the projector, slides scrolled.
A man in a white coat holds a page-turning pen and speaks clearly and methodically: "Tumor metastases from the soft tissue of the scapula to the supraclavicular and lower cervical lymph nodes. The patient has passed the advanced stage of T4N. My opinion is to test for any urine vanillylmandelic acid as soon as possible." The ratio of creatinine to homovanillic acid, as well as serum LDH examination, 123I-MIBG treatment is only temporary, before radical surgery, first use a treatment plan based on high-dose cyclophosphamide—”
The vibrating bell in his hand suddenly interrupted the young doctor's narration, and several pairs of eyes in the conference room looked back.
Sitting near the door at the most conference table was Dr. Shi from the Department of Cardiac Surgery, the youngest chief surgeon in Tianbei First Hospital. Among the middle-aged uncles with grizzled hair and sloppy beards, Dr. Shi looked particularly young and handsome. Temperament conservation is impeccable.
It was the first time the doctor was so rude.
Shi Jin glanced at the incoming call, stood up, and said, "Sorry." He took the phone, and before he could even walk out of the meeting room, he connected it, and said in a low voice, "Shengsheng, it's me."